Okay, this is my first Kingdom Hearts Story so … I hope you guys like it! Tell me what you think… I take Constructive Criticism so….enjoy! I do not own Kingdom Hearts, Kingdom Hearts II, or anything associated with the games. I own nothing, and this is purely fan-made!
Thanks to Kairi, I wound up being late to class. Well, later than I usually am because I got to class a minute before it started. I like to get to class early so that I can draw.
"Class, please take your seats," our teacher instructed us after she entered the room. We did as we were told.
"Now, let's begin today's lesson," she said, and turned to write on the prehistoric chalkboard. Seriously, who has those anymore?
I sighed and looked down at my sketch pad. I flipped my pencil over and over again in my hand. I was just about to touch the tip to the paper, when our classroom door opened. All the heads in the room spun around to see who had entered, thinking it was the principal, or someone important, but it was just Roxas.
"Roxas, you're late," our teacher so obviously pointed out. "I want a reasonable explanation."
"Well, I would give you one if I could think of one... but I can't, so…" he trailed off, and took his seat, which was right next to me.
"Detention, two days," our teacher scolded.
Roxas sighed next to me. I wanted to ask him if he was going to be alright, but I didn't. I mean, it was only detention, right? What's the worst that could happen? He could fall asleep and get another day's worth? Big deal.
"Alright class, I'm going to partner you up," our teacher told us.
We had a huge test coming up, according to what she wrote on the board, and she liked to partner people up so that they would have study partners.
I listened in, but didn't look at the teacher. I was still looking at the blank piece of sketch paper facing me. Nothing very important was going on right now, so I started to sketch line after line, unsure of what I was drawing.
"Sora and Kairi," our teacher read off a list. "Riku and Selphie, Wakka and Tidus, Roxas and Naminẻ," she kept listing the names of the other pairs, but I didn't pay attention after my name.
I was with Roxas?! Not that there's anything wrong with Roxas, but, seriously?! I kept sketching on the page, still unsure of what I was drawing because I wasn't paying attention to the image it was making. I wasn't paying attention to anything in particular. My eyes stayed focused on the paper.
Out of the corner of my eye, I saw Roxas was staring at me. Was he going to say something about us being paired up, or was I going to have to start this conversation?
"Why am I getting so worked up about this?" I tried to reason with my brain. "It doesn't matter who I'm paired with right?"
I didn't know how frantically I was drawing until my pencil snapped in my hand. I sighed and lay the two pencil pieces on the desk beside my sketch pad. I turned my head, and saw Roxas was holding out a pencil to me.
"What's this for?" I asked him in a whisper since we were still in class.
"Yours broke, didn't it?" was his reply.
"Well, yeah, but…" I trailed of, my eyes going from the pencil he was holding to him, and back a forth.
"I have an extra," he told me. "Take it."
"Thank you," I said, and gently took the pencil from him.
I looked at it. It was black from the eraser to the pencil, and white from the middle down. The eraser was black too, and the metal around it was white. I'd never seen a pencil like this before.
I shook my head to break away from my pencil trace, and continued to sketch. The lead came to a long point, just the way I liked it. I smiled.
"Now, break off into your study groups," I heard our teacher tell us, and I looked up to see people shuffling around the classroom. I even saw Kairi switching spots to sit next to Sora. I looked at Roxas, and scooted my things closer to him, followed by my body.
"So, where should we start?" I asked him.
He turned to look at me, and he said, "Let's start with chapter 7."
"Alright," I said. Chapter 7 was the study of the other worlds, which was apparently going to cover 99% of our test. The other one percent is the study of weaponry, which is in chapter 2.
We both opened our books to the correct chapter, and it remained silent, so I asked him a question. "Who is the ruler of Atlantis?"
He looked at me, and I notice his eyes were the most beautiful shade of blue I'd ever seen.
"Was I right?" His voice broke into fantasy.
"Huh?" I asked, not understanding.
"It's King Triton, right?" He asked again.
"Oh, um, yeah," I said. I looked back down at my sketch pad, and started sketching again, this time, a little more carefully.
"Alright, who's the queen of Wonderland?" he asked me.
I didn't look up from my drawing. "The Queen of Hearts," I answered.
"Right, your turn."
"Umm," just then the bell rang. I stacked all of my things neatly together, closing my sketch pad and putting it on top of my small stack. "Here," I said to Roxas before he left, pushing his pencil toward him.
"Keep it," he said, and walked out of the class room.
I sighed, and looked at the pencil as I left for lunch.
I walked into the lunchroom with my tray of food, looking for an empty seat. Every seat looked taken inside, so I went outside. Surely Kairi saved a seat for me, right?
I looked around outside, squinting from the sun on my face, and saw Kairi waving at me from an empty table. I walked over and sat next to her.
"Man, that last class was so boring, right?" She said was I sat down.
"Seriously," I said. I looked down at my food. I couldn't tell if it was supposed to be noodles, or meat, so I pushed it into the garbage can and took out my sketch book, drawing on the picture I have yet to complete.
"Hey, I haven't seen you use that pencil before," Kairi said, and tilted her head slightly to the side, staring at me and pushing her tray into the garbage too.
"Oh, it's Roxas's," I told her, not looking up from the picture. I still have yet to figure out what it was since there were so many distractions and I couldn't focus on it.
"Why'd you take his pencil?" she asked.
"I didn't. He gave it to me."
"Because mine broke… into two pieces," I told her, and turned my head a little so she couldn't see my face and I couldn't see hers.
"And how did that happen?" she asked.
"I just got a little frustrated at something I guess," I told her honestly. Although, I don't know why I got frustrated about that. That poor little pencil…
"Whatever you say," Kairi said, and got up to go to her next class.
"Yeah, whatever," I said after she left, and got up to follow her lead, not looking up from my sketching. That is, until I bumped into something and crashed to the ground, my sketchbook flipping to a random page in the air and falling to the ground with Roxas's pencil falling on top of it.
I looked up to see that I had bumped into Roxas, and now we were both on the ground.
"I am so sorry," I said frantically.
"It's okay," Roxas said. He stood up and brushed himself off, then offered me a hand up.
I took it and stood up, dusting myself off as Roxas picked up my sketch pad and pencil, handing them to me.
"Thanks," I said, and took them from him.
"Did you really draw that?" He asked, referring to the drawing it had flipped open to. It was a drawing of a field of flowers blowing in the breeze with ice dangling off of them.
"Yeah," I said, and brushed some of my blonde hair behind my ear.
"Your pretty good," he said, and walked off.
"Thanks," I said, closed my sketch book, and ran inside.
"Don't be late, don't be late, don't be late," I kept reminding myself over and over again in my head as I ran carefully down the hall. Then, I heard the bell ring, and my class was still at the end of the hall. I'm late. I continued to run to class.
Once I stepped inside, my teacher, of course, asked me for a reasonable explanation for being late. But, I didn't really have one…
"I, um, don't have one," I told her. "I'm sorry."
"Detention," she told me, and went back to her lesson as I sat down.
"Great," I muttered under my breath.
"Nice," Kairi said next to me. "I thought you were following me at lunch."
"I kind of…" I started to whisper to her.
"Oh, no, don't tell me you ran into a trashcan again."
"No, it was a person this time."
"Who?" she asked, leaning toward me in interest.
"It was…" I trailed of, turning to see Roxas on the other side of the room. He met my eyes, so I quickly looked away.
"You ran into Roxas?" Kairi asked. "You so like him!" She yelled in a whisper.
"I do not," I said, turning to face the front of the room.
"Okay," Kairi said, not sounding convinced. "If you say so."
I rolled my eyes. I do not like Roxas. He's not my type. Wait; do I even know what my type is? Note to self: figure out what my type is so I can give Kairi a reasonable excuse for why I don't like some guys. I turned his pencil over and over again in my hand.
"Okay, class," our teacher said to us. "As you all know, there is a huge test coming up, and I'm in charge of separating you into different classes. Now, the lists are on the board, so feel free to go and look at where you are, and break off into your study groups. Begin." And with that, she left to her desk.
"I'll go check where we are," Kairi told me, and left to go look at the board.
"Alright," I said after she left. I sighed. Then, I felt some movement next to me. I turned to see Roxas. He took the seat next to me.
"Hey," he said.
He looked over my shoulder to see that my sketch pad was closed. "You're not drawing?" he asked me.
"Huh? Oh," I said, and opened my sketch pad to the drawing I have still yet to finish. I started sketching on it, and I said, "I can't believe I have detention."
"I have it too," he said, reading his text book. "Who's the ruler of the Underworld?"
"Hades," I answered, not looking up from my sketching. "Then I guess I'll see you there. Where did Aladdin find the genie's lamp?"
"Yeah, I guess you will," he said. He started writing down a list in his notebook. "In the Cave of Wonders."
"Have you been in detention before today?" I asked him.
He looked at me, and said, "Once. You shouldn't worry about it. It's boring. All you do is sit there."
I met his eyes. "I'm not worried." I gave him a soft smile, and he returned it with a small smile of his own.
"I'll be right back," he said, and left me.
I took this time to look at my drawing. I stared at it blankly, turning it in different directions, trying to see if it was what I thought it was. It was Roxas.